I am a fortress of Xianzong

Chapter 11 Brother Rongrong Chacha... Meiyu

Bao Fuxin was stunned, but the other party was not in a daze, but moved closer, with fat palms resting on Bao Fuxin's small shoulders, instantly making Bao Fuxin feel the pressure!

"What's your junior brother's name?" Wang Songyu was a little familiar.

"Little brother Bao Fuxin!" Bao Fuxin hurriedly replied, and then asked: "Senior brother's name is Songlu?"

"Haha..." The other brothers around laughed loudly, "Wang Songyu, you still don't curl your tongue!"

"So it's Senior Brother Sending Jade!" Bao Fuxin smiled awkwardly, but this senior's name is too weird. In his previous life, he wouldn't have had a friend. After all, no one wants to be sent green, right?

"It's okay, I'm fat, but it's strange to say that I was so fat when I ate a lot of meat when I was a child, but the entry sect will be fatter!" Wang Songyu was very distressed.

"Uh..." Bao Fuxin felt a little envious, he had never eaten meat since he came to this world, what a pain!
"Here, this is for you!" Wang Songyu's distress only passed for a few breaths, and then his face changed into a smile again. This person is really an optimist.

And what he handed over was actually a piece of emerald green jade. Bao Fuxin was surprised, and he really gave green... Oh no, it was jade!
"This... is too expensive!" Bao Fuxin hastily declined.

Bai Jingxian turned around and looked over, and said, "Fuxin, take it. This kid's family is in business, and he specializes in jade business. We have brothers and sisters from No. 160 Sixth Hospital!"

Bao Fuxin came to a sudden, so that's the case, otherwise, who would give such a beautiful jade when they meet for nothing?

"That's right, my father named me Send Jade. Later, because I was too fat, no one wanted to play with me, so my father said, just give me a piece of beautiful jade, so that everyone will remember me." Wang sent Yu's words actually made Bao Fuxin a little sad.

This child is also pitiful, and his fat-prone physique is really unspeakable, so he comforted him: "Senior brother, don't worry about it. I believe that my body will naturally be controllable when my cultivation base is high in the future."

"Hey, don't talk about it, we are all fourth-rank spiritual roots, how can we have a high cultivation base? I just thought that after some cultivation bases, we can be stationed near our home and spread the leaves."

"Haha... have you thought about getting a wife at such a young age?" The brothers laughed again, and Bao Fuxin reckoned that he was the youngest, followed by Wang Songyu.

"Okay, let's go!" Bai Jingxian estimated the time, interrupted them, and then walked out first, and other senior brothers followed one after another. It seems that this Senior Brother Bai has a high prestige.

Maybe when the other senior brothers first started, they were all taken care of by Senior Brother Bai, which shows that the fourth-grade spiritual root is really not very good.

Bao Fuxin wanted to ask Senior Brother Bai's age, but he was afraid of making him sad or angry, so he walked side by side with Wang Songyu, at the back.

"Senior Brother Sendyu, how old is Senior Brother Bai?"

"Hey, you are very shrewd. Brother Bai is 55 years old, alas..." Wang Songyu sighed after finishing speaking.

Bao Fuxin's heart sank. Is the aptitude of the fourth-grade spiritual root so difficult to cultivate?If Senior Brother Bai doesn't establish a foundation within five years, then he will have to leave the sect at the age of 60.

It is not to say that there is no chance in the future, but it is too slim. The resources for cultivation are completely in the hands of the Great Qin Dynasty, Xianzong, and Xianmen. It is extremely difficult for casual cultivators to cultivate.

"Is it really so difficult to build a fourth-grade spiritual root?" Bao Fuxin asked again.

"Difficulty is indeed difficult, but there are some who succeed. There is about a one-tenth chance of success, but it still needs to go through a hundred years of battle, or it needs great luck."

"Hiss..." Bao Fuxin was a little panicked. He has golden fingers, but unfortunately he can't use them if he has no electricity, so he doesn't have them. How can he cultivate with his own spiritual root quality?
He is not afraid of suffering, after all, cultivating immortals is something he is looking forward to, and if he is interested, he will naturally be motivated.

But even if it is hard work, it is not as good as other people's casual practice. This kind of gap is too big.

But before he was worried for too long, Wang Songyu began to introduce the surrounding situation. They belonged to his own district, and the entire outer gate has ten districts in total, divided into B, B, D...

When Bao Fuxin heard it, it was ten days' work!

It seems that many things are the same, and District A is the most special, it is prepared for people with ninth-grade spiritual roots, but unfortunately it is vacant all year round, and there is only one courtyard, which can accommodate up to ten people.

District B belongs to the eighth-rank spiritual root disciples, and there are only ten courtyards, with a maximum of a hundred people living in it, and it is not full.

Such a slow increase, the own area can accommodate ten thousand people, and the last area is the handyman area, which is managed by the steward and is responsible for the lives of the outer disciples.

The district has its own cafeteria and school, and the school is taught by the elders of the Chuan Gong Hall, that is, the monks of the Jindan period.

This surprised Bao Fuxin very much. According to his estimation, the Nascent Soul Stage is the strongest combat power of the sect, and usually ignores the affairs of the sect.

The golden core stage monks are the backbone. Among them, there are rookies with unlimited potential, and some have lost their potential, but veterans with incomparable experience will come to teach the course?
"Really? Will the elders of Jindanqi have this time?" Bao Fuxin asked.

"These are all hopeless, and they don't want to leave the sect. They usually don't practice in seclusion for a long time, so many of them hang up elders in the Chuangong Hall, and then come to teach us."

"So that's the case, what a surprise!"

"Why are you happy? These Jindan elders are stricter than each other, it's scary!" Wang Songyu is obviously not a persona of a schoolmaster.

Bao Fuxin smiled and said, "It's better to be strict. This shows that the elders are responsible!"

"Hey, you little thing can talk and come, you are a child of an aristocratic family, right?" Wang Songyu is not a novice, he knows a lot of things, maybe it has something to do with his family's business.

A family must be in business, but a businessman is not necessarily a family.

"That's right, I'm a child of the Bao family in Jianghe County, but the children of the aristocratic family don't have the slightest preferential treatment when they enter the sect, regardless of their status!"

"Hey, I knew that there are not many eight-year-old children who don't cry when they come to a strange place. There are only a few children from aristocratic families."

While talking, they entered the cafeteria and found an unoccupied table.

The cafeteria is huge, but it is impossible to hold ten thousand people. It is estimated that there should be more than one or two cafeterias.

A table fits ten people. Immediately afterward, a servant from the Zongmen came over with food. Bao Fuxin saw that the food in Zongmen was better than what he ate at home. Lingmi no longer made porridge, but Lingmi rice.

At the same time, ten people had five plates of green vegetables and one spiritual fruit for each person. These were foods with spiritual energy.

Bao Fuxin sighed in his heart, then picked up the chopsticks and used them hard with his little hands.

(End of this chapter)